YOUR FACE
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How glorious is the coming back to your face After I have seen so many others All missing something, And failing me completely. Faces filled with lust and hatred, With joy, hope and despair; Some dripping with greed and others fresh with love— But in your face, I find the consummation or possibility of all these things, Both good and evil— Like a well With no man capable of measuring its depth. Mysterious, pathetic, sensitive, strong and weak; But always exquisite With a beauty that creates in my heart an aching thing That penetrates and fires my soul forever. How glorious is the coming back to your face After I have seen so many others.